The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 146
“Are you alright?”
After crushing her tightly in his arms for a long time, eventually, Yves slowly let go.
His face was red, and from what she could see through his disheveled bangs, his eyes were wet.
Because Yves threw his green vest somewhere in a hurry, his shirt was all messed up as well.
Seeing this, Radis managed to grasp the situation roughly.
The side effects that the green vest brought him seemed quite serious.
Radis corrected his unkempt shirt’s collar, trying not to let her eyes linger on his smooth clavicle.
“I’m fine. But Marquis, I don’t think you should overdo it.”
Her words nearly brought Yves to tears.
“No, I can do it! I mean, I must. I… I don’t want to fail.”
Radis’s gaze turned forlorn as she watched Yves insist like this, like a child.
The marquis gave off the impression that he was the kind of man who wouldn’t bleed even if he had been stabbed with a needle, but it seemed like he also had a weakness.
And it looked quite serious as well.
Being a witness to Yves’s struggles, Radis briefly wondered how he’d been enduring it until now. But when she recalled what Nicky said not long ago, she thought that he might still need to practice in the end.
There could be various situations wherein he’d be obligated to wear different colors. It wouldn’t be good if he’d be compelled to rip off his clothes each and every time he had to wear colored clothes, would it?
Radis asked the tearful Yves.
“Do you really have to do that?”’
“Marquis, can I help you with anything?”
Yves Russell was about to insist that there’s nothing at all she could help with, but he hesitated and trailed off.
“…Nothing I can think of…”
“Tell me anything though.”
Radis saw Yves’s adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
“Then… Please attend dinner with me.”
“Will that be enough?”
As Yves Russell nodded like a gentle sheep, he somehow looked adorable in Radis’s eyes. Without having to think about it deeply, she nodded in response to his request.
“Should I change my clothes?”
“No! You look fine as you are.”
At Yves’s words, Radis looked down at her own outfit.
Right now, she was wearing an equestrian suit and Yves’s black cloak with the hood up.
She felt a little embarrassed.
‘He wants me to attend dinner like this?’
Yves suddenly spoke up again.
“Wait a sec!”
He went back into his room for a moment. He put on the green vest once again, then came back, smiling like a proud child.
“Okay, I’m good.”
Radis looked alternately between herself and Yves, quite—no, very embarrassed.
Yves alone, while wearing his signature black clothes, already seemed eccentric enough.
However, now that she was beside him as a pair, wearing a black cloak to boot, they looked just like a demonic archduke and his entourage about to attend a meeting with other fellow demons.
Unaware of her inner thoughts, Yves now felt more relaxed and spoke with ease.
“Oh, I feel so much more comfortable with you here now, Radis. You know, you really look a lot like my first love.”
But seeing as Yves was back to his normal, chatterbox self, Radis thought to herself, ‘And what’s wrong with looking like this?’
With a faint smile, Radis echoed his words from the past.
“…You can’t fall in love with me, alright?”
Hearing this, Yves Russell burst into laughter.
His smile really made everything seem alright.
Hearing Yves’s laughter, Radis laughed together with him as well.
* * *
Fortunately, Radis’s apprehensions turned out to be inconsequential.
The merchants themselves were such eccentrics that Radis’s black cloak went unnoticed.
One merchant who came for dinner introduced himself as Largot. He hailed from a faraway island, had rich, charcoal-like dark skin, and was wearing so much gold as his accessories. Apart from the jewelry he was already sporting, he also had piercings on his eyebrows, ears, nose and lips.
The other merchant introduced himself as Ramsay, and he carried with him a strong scent of the sea. He had very curly hair, and atop this hair was a sailor’s hat that was shaped like a squid’s head. Apart from that, he had on a blue coat with a kraken’s likeness embroidered on the coat’s back.
“You don’t know how lucky it is that I feel to have reached the Duran Port. We kept running into one hostile monster after another out there.”
The Duran Port was the largest port in the southwest region of the empire, and it was under the jurisdiction of the Russell Marquisate.
With her interest piqued, Radis asked Ramsay.
“Are there a lot of monsters in the ocean too?”
Delighted by her curiosity, Largot began to answer back enthusiastically, albeit a bit clumsily as he wasn’t used to the imperial language.
“There’s a lot of them. It’s hard to subjugate the ocean’s monsters. There’s a part of the Silver River that gets mixed with miasma and flows back to the Black Sea called the ‘White-Silver Bay’. It’s a place where aquatic plants thrive, and it’s the domain of the mermaids where they have built their palace.”
“I’ve seen a mermaid before.”
At what Radis said, Yves’s eyes widened.
“What? When? You saw such a dangerous monster?!”
Although, Radis just ignored Yves’s nagging and carried on.
“But they didn’t seem very clever. Have they really built a palace for themselves?”
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